I'm giving this post my "metaphor" tag. (Also my "Obama the boyfriend" tag.) It's a metaphor to imagine that the relationship between the government and the governed is romantic. No one's really fooled though, are they? Yesterday...

Obama quickly decided he'd better play hard to get. According to Agence France-Presse, he added: "If you love me, you got to help me pass this bill." The reference was to Stimulus Jr., the $447 billion boondoggle he proposed in a historic speech to a joint session of Congress last week...

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Previously Althosue received one of these things that asked her for some small donation, but my email asked for a bigger donation. Both emails were sent at the same time, and they related to the same fundraising deal re meeting BHO.

Fred4Pres, What do you think of the menu. I know I'm old fashioned but a martini is made w/ gin..not vodka. Preferably Beefeater Gin, very dry, w/ 2 olives. I don't begrudge them eating expensive food, or drinking liquor..just the vodka martini.

Paranoia self destroya. The Usurper dispatching the Brown shirts to feret out all those lies, like the FACT that he is not a natural born Citizen, and not eligible due to birth as British subject of a British Subject father (OOPS).

ndspinelli. I prefer vodka over gin (generally) but I agree a martini is made with gin. My choice before dinner cocktail would be a well made old fashioned with Makers Mark, followed with a decent wine with dinner. I do not like drinking cocktails with a meal.

Waygu beef is okay tasting but over priced. Frankly, given all thier rhetoric, I am surprised the Obamas did not go with organic grass fed beef or bison. But the problem with that is you really have to watch it when you cook it (it cannot be over cooked) or it is going to be tough and nasty.

And Jesus said unto them, "This will be the greatest collection of divinity and moral authority, until Barack Obama dines alone in 2000 years. Now take these smears and report them. Do this in memory of me."

Because I helped out by sending in a report to AtaaaaaaackWaaaaaatch.cooooom, Jim Messina has asked for my help in organizing President Obama's campaign. It seems the president is busy doing other stuff (Mr. Messina didn't say what)so they will be counting on me. It's such an honor.

" Meade said... "Garage Mahal is a Douchenozzle"Correct. Where would she stop?See the problem?"

Well it is just her lack of creativity that precludes more tags. Not everyone is the perfect example of a Douchenozzle like Garage Mahal. She could give everyone distinctive tags that reflect their respective personalities.

I've heard that clip of Obama and the pass it because you love me schtick...it's really pathetic. Sounds like something an abuser uses to manipulate their enabler. And, there does seem to be sort of we're in this relationship with Obama because of guilt, lack of confidence, fear of being ridiculed, the definition of insanity...all those things that keep victims "loving" the victimizer.

Now the cutesy email invitations. You can almost hear the sycophants swooning, knowing he's only in love them, and not cheating on them with a couple million others. Creepy, creepy, creepy.

Only thing creepier was the Jim Messina, "Attack" email. The drop down invited you to report "rumors", seriously...you are to contact the govermnet and report a neighbor, student, teacher, coworker...who? what? And, give their name and information on the rumor to the freakin' government.

Awwww. Taking a little break from mindlessly trolling the Isthtmus comments section, or still mad I pasted your comments?

Or, maybe your mad because your hero has lawyered up after his closest confidants are abruptly resigning and getting raided by the Feds. It's all misdirected anger though Meade, and I would help if you would just let me.

Okay. Some people come because they know there will be four cups of wine.

Some people even bring wine. And, because of the need to drink 4 cups of wine ... you can't have too much wine in the house ... to cover this event!

Still, I'd recommend the chicken liver. (Since I learned it works best if you put a hunk of tofu into the mixture.)

Next is the matzo ball soup. (I'm fussy. Mine don't "float.") Golda Mier used to make them so hard, people who attended her seders said she was making canon balls. For the Front. (I actually have her recipe. And, it's very interesting.)

By the way, there's an article kicking around out there ... from James Carville. That points out the president needs a whole knew act.

To begin kicking butt, James Carville suggests Obama put some of his own people into the dock. Where they could go to jail.

(I had only thought he'd cut the budget, across the board, by 2%.)

But James Carville should be invited by Obama to dinner. His suggestions are corkers.

How sad is it for someone to love a politician? (Not his wife and kids loving him, but a stranger.) I can't imagine loving a politician unless I developed a close personal relationship and felt he/she did great good for the people he/she served. Politicians are not to be loved, or trusted.

The "If you love me..." bit reminded me of Sally Fields at the Oscars, "You like me, you really like me." Sally seemed somewhat amazed. Obama, as a narcissist, needs, craves, and demands "love." Love is in quotes because it's not love at all he craves. He want to be honored and glorified. He wants his narcissistic image of himself to be validated.

Easy now, James. garage is spoiled adult(?) child who never had to face hard times or overcome any great obstacles in his life. He's jealous of those happier than he, or who he perceives as having it easier than he. He pretends to be caring by insulting conservatives and advocating the government forcefully take of money from the "rich" and give it to the "poor." He's a modern day Robin Hood who never has to leave the comfort of his cozy abode.

You know, garbage, in the last few threads, it made me angry to watch you constantly try to jack the subject to your masturbatory fantasy about Walker, but by now, you've got me laughing.

"Goddammit, Althouse! Walker's a crook! He's lawyered up! The feds are raiding his staffers! He ought to be doing the perp walk! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!?!?!? YOU RETHUGLICAN BEYOTCH! POST ABOUT IT!!! ELEVENTY!@!?@#!!!"

It's almost endearing in a way, like watching a dog chase his own tail.

I don't know that anybody will revisit this thread, but Clyde reminded me of an old joke:

There was once an Irish priest who hated the English. Every one of his sermons was a screed against perfidious Albion. One day, his bishop told him he had to knock it off.

So the next Sunday, the good padre used the Last Supper as the theme of his sermon. "And the good Lord said, 'one of you here will betray me.' And all the apostles looked at him, asking, 'Is it I, Lord?' Finally, Judas turned to Jesus and asked,